David Berman

(4 January 1967 / Williamsburg, Virginia)

Grace - Poem by David Berman

As one who, reading late into the night,
When overcome by sleep, turns off the light
And yields whatever he can sense by sight

To what the gates of ivory or of horn
Will send him, sightless as a child unborn,
To goad, amuse, remind, reveal or warn,

So may I turn a light off and embrace
With resignation, better still with grace,
The dreamless sleep that all awake must face.


Comments about Grace by David Berman

  • Edward Kofi Louis (8/21/2016 12:43:00 AM)


    The dreamless sleep! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

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  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (8/21/2016 12:20:00 AM)


    With resignation, better still with grace,
    The dreamless sleep that all awake must face... nice liens...10

    I sense no hunger
    Followed by danger
    That it may turn into no peace syndrome
    And real health may remain in doldrums
    (Report) Reply

  • Brian Jani (5/29/2014 1:29:00 PM)


    This is fanatic poetry (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 3, 2012



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